Prince was that rare force of nature that painstakingly created itself. A force of nature that by its own existence multiplied exponentially into a variety of components.
There was clearly an unreal amount of talent existing on the north side of Minneapolis in the 1970's.
That talent would produce a fictionesque amount of hits records, money, and artistic expression by some young cats in Hennepin county. If you wrote it into a film, it would be rejected. Prince's drive drove others. Prince's personal discipline forced those others to produce mountains of greatness generated from within and without.
The Time was an extension of Prince that would come to surprise even Prince. Morris Day was a shy drummer who became an iconic frontman. Jimmy Jam & Terry Lewis were very good players who became genius songwriters. Jesse Johnson was an enigmatic guitarist who became a funk rock guitar hero. Jellybean Johnson & Monte Moir were background for the Time who spent a decade at or near the gaudy heights of record production and hit songwriting. Every one of the aforementioned had major issues with Prince. Every one of the aforementioned would say they owe their career to Prince Rogers Nelson.
You're telling me there was a moment in time when Prince and Morris and Jimmy and Terry and Jesse and Monte and Bean and mirror man Jerome Benton toured the world...dam. You say they grew up together...naw. Wait...they made records too...wow. They made a movie about it...?